Prophetic Dreams

by Taylor   Jan 20, 2008


The other night, I had a dream that a dog was dying
And I was with my best friend, and we were both crying
Until two days after that dream, I learned that my best friend,
Her dog's heart was failing, her life was coming to an end
That night I had a dream that I was talking to this girl
Some girl I didn't like, who always made herself hurl
The next day, she spoke to me
And I was shocked, because my dreams helped me see
What was going to happen in the next few days
Even though sometimes they have long delays
The night before yesterday, I had a dream something chaotic occurred
And the next day was the bomb scare, and everything blurred
I don't know, but I think the future I can foretell
Like some kind of trick, or magical spell
Having this gift is harder than it seems
Especially when you start to have prophetic dreams

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  • 16 years ago

    by Mike Martin

    If indeed you do have "the gift", It is really not all that good. It can burden you so much...but what i've read, you can handle it, I know....xoxo